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R. F. BURKE
Table of Contents
True to His Colors,
The Fairies' Touch,
How Curiosity Killed the Cat,
Commenting — Uncle Joe,
A La Mode,
The Autobiography of a Pine Tree,
Helen E. Hazen,
Little John and the Tortoise,
J. H. Brequet,
WM. J. SHEEHAN & CO.
J. R. MANSFIELD
Meats & Groceries
THE HAYDENVILLE BUTTON CO.
Guernsey Milk and Cream
G. M. BRADFORD
Try Our Purina Chows
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Cleaned Grain and Once You Try
None else will do, you 11
H. G. HILL CO.
JOHN H. GRAHAM
Ice and Coal
WILLIAMSBURG GROCERY CO.
P. H. McVOY
Blacksmith and Jobber
THE BOY SCOUTS
We are starting to build.
Sales and Service
Cars & Trucks
Cars, Trucks, Tractors
R. A. WARNER
True To His Colors
The army was camped in the south-
ern hills of France, and Jimmy was
doing sentinel duty. The night was
close and oppressive, and the hoarse
voices of the frogs came in an never
ending chorus to his ears.
Suddenly he heard a faint sound in
the bush behind him, but not even by
the twitching of a muscle did he show
he had heard it. He seemed always
absorbed in contemplation of the sleep-
ing camp. A thousand plans rushed
to his mind, only to be rejected. Oh!
how his head throbbed and his pulses
beat. There was a click, a shot rang
out and was followed by a struggle in
the brush. A body fell to the ground,
and then Jimmy fell fainting with an
ugly wound in his side.
After what seemed to be years and
years to Jimmy, he regained conscious-
ness; he seemed to have been at home,
a boy again, bare, brown footed, hunt-
ing birds' nests and fishing in the long,
winding, narrow river, and then again,
he remembered saying "good-bye" to
Betty, his golden haired, blue-eyed
sweetheart. But Jimmy was a good
soldier and remembered his duty for he
realized death was near. He was not
afraid to die, but life was sweet, and
there was Betty. Climbing painfully
to the tallest brush, he cut a crotched
stick about six feet tall, crawled back,
and in the open space drove it into the
ground with his remaining strength.
He stopped for a moment exhausted,
but dared not rest long. He picked up
his gun, placed it in the crotched part,
put his cap on the very top, with his
scarlet scarf below. Then he buttoned
his army coat around the post, and hav-
ing buttoned the last button sank back
with a sigh, half relief, half agony —
But an immovable sentinel still ap-
peared to guard the sleeping camp.
Margaret Trainor, '23.
The Fairies' Touch
Dorothy Brown had just moved into
the country with her parents.
As she had always lived in a crowd-
ed city, she thought she could never
live long enough to get acquainted
with all the beauties around her.
Just now she was watching the
fairies on a beautiful May morning.
She had read of fairies, but, of course
she had never thought that they could
be real. And now she was looking right
at them. What were they doing? Why !
there they were, thousands of them, all
busily painting. Not painting their
faces, nor stiff looking pictures on
paper, but they were actually painting
the leaves and flowers. And as each
blade of grass came out that warm
morning, instantly there was a little
fairy ready with her paint brush, who
gracefully splashed each blade with
green. There were thousands of them,
too, in the maple tree. Some of them
were painting the tiny leaves green;
while others were putting on a tinge of
red or yellow. And how artistically
they did it all! Dorothy tried to find
mistakes but it was all just right.
And then what did she see right be-
side her? "Why, it was the tiniest little
creature, who came over to the buds
that just started on the apple-tree, and
dropped a little of the pretty pink from
her brush onto each petal. Then over
them all she poured the sweetest per-
Dorothy watched breathlessly, that
she might not frighten her until she had
learned the secret of the fragant blos-
Just then she heard a bird that had
started his morning song, but as she
moved her head to see him, she thought
she heard her own name. And sure e-
nough, it was her mother saying, "Dor-
athy, it is time to get up now." But
her dream did not fade. Instead, it
was more real as she went to the win-
dow and saw every thing just as the
fairies had left it.
Viola Torrey, '23.
How Curiosity Killed the Cat
"Kuriosity Kilt a Kat," at least so
says Sam Perkins and other comic cha-
racters; and you think it when you
wish to tell someone to mind his busi-
ness in a polite manner. But did you
ever think of how the phrase originat-
ed? Probably not, for you have utter-
ed it on the impulse, and immediately
But how did it originate? Was it a
Kilkenny, Angora, Three-colored or
Bob cat? Well, we will illustrate by a
cat of the World War fields, and let
her mate tell the story.
"I used to live with Pierre Francois,
a French farmer. He gave me plenty
of milk and often some meat ; and I
was well contented with my lot. But
he went away, and I never saw him a-
gain; and his son fed me for quite a
while. But one day, a band of men, all
dressed alike, came to the house, and
when they left, Robert and his mother
lay quietly on the floor. I purred and
rubbed against them but they did not
stir, so I went out to the barn. To my
surprise all the cows were gone. I staid
around there for some time, living on
any-thing I could eat. But after a
while food became so scarce that I went
away. I came across some other cats,
all gaunt and lean, who travelled to-
gether for food — ,though little was
found. We even had to attack men, we
were so hungry ; though we seldom got
one as they had some thing which spat
fire worse than "Kit the Great," who
was my wife and helpmate. Alas, poor
Kit ! such a darling she was even in
her old coat, with her poor gaunt
One day. Kit and I saw some men go
into a house and we decided to attack
them as they came out. We hid in the
bushes, and waited some time for them
to reappear. As they came out, one
stayed to put a small round object on
the top step, and Kit with her woman's
natural curiosity had to watch. So the
rest of the men went by before she real-
ized what had happened, and we lost
1 intended to immediately follow this
man, but again Kit's curiosity interven-
ed, and I knew enough about her temp-
er not to interfere. She went up to the
object on the step and began to pat and
roll it. Instantly there came an explo-
sion and I never saw Kit again. But
one day, I found her tail which I kept
for a couple days for remembrance, but
at last hunger over came sentiment and
nothing was left of poor Kit."
So that is how curiosity not only
made her lose her dinner, but also
killed the cat.
D. E. Hoxie, '25.
Commenting — Uncle Joe.
Now May glides on ter June,
Boys an' goils go out ter spoon,
Jus' az' dusk begins ter low'r, —
If there's a moon, ther'U sure be more.
Together at a long-a 'pinted spot.
I'd be embarassed, but 'tis easy like az'
But then I'm old, an' gitting older,
N 'ar wz ' bold, an ' won 't be bolder ;
But jus' the same, I bet it's fun
Ta go out walking, when the day is
I'd like ter go jus' once — yit — well — I
Fer ta put ma' arm around 'em, — I — I
There now, I got my breath again,
I wish I had the courage o' lot a' men,
Fer it mus' ta be a super-gorgeous
Ta be walking with a goil, an' hear the
So every time a couple pas ' the farm,
I prefer ta look at Cupid, than at the
"Fer nothing's bad but thinkin' makes
Az' ole Bill Shakespeare use ta' say
But now, I think the morrow '11 bring
I ough'ta git my 'taters in jus' the
J. H. Breguet, '23.
Mother's in the kitchen, washing out
Sis is in the pantry putting in the
Father's in the cellar mixing up the
Johnny's on the front porch, watching
for the cops.
Eleanor Mansfield, '24.
Seated one day by a river.
My thoughts went rambling on ;
I sat in a bit of darkness.
Selfish, downhearted, alone.
Did you ever see, as you have mused,
The world in gray or blue ?
And suddenly find in your better mind,
A beautiful roseate hue?
I did, and the wonderful afterglow
A beautiful thing has meant ;
For it taught me, in my humble sphere,
The beauty of present content.
Hazel Holden, '25.
A La Mode
Old King Tut lay in his tomb
For many many years,
All around him spread the gloom
Where he was laid with tears.
Heaped about him lay his treasures —
Chairs and cours of gold
Golf clubs, cards, and all his pleasures-
No one knows how old.
Till one day up on his sleep
There burst an English man.
'Twas enough to make Tut weep
For at once a stir began.
The paper men ran to and fro
To tell this wondrous find,
Our great country was all aglow;
The news filled every mind.
And now Tut here and now Tut there,
Is all we hear today,
All Tut anck amen things to wear
King Tut is all the say.
Flora Manwell, '24.
The Autobiography of a Pine Tree
I stand at the top of a wooded hill
over-looking a serene and peaceful val-
ley called Williamsburg. I am old,
very old indeed. There is a scar on my
side from a British bullet from the
times we were at war in the eighteenth
century. I am so old that no one can
remember my history except myself.
Iwas planted by a wolf that ran
along this ridge. He had been lying
on a bed of pine cones, and I clung to
his shaggy coat. I fell off here and
began to grow. My long roots, which
have aided me in my growth, reach
deep into the fertile soil. I well re-
member my early days. A family of
foxes lived among my roots then. Each
day the fox cubs romped in the sun-
shine. One day two men came and
killed them. Both men inspected me
and one said as they turned to go down
the mountain, "That will be a fine tree
in our grandchildren's time". Soon
some birds came and lived among my
branches, and sang their sweet morn-
ing carols to me. Then a chipmunk
was added to my list of tenants.
One pleasant afternoon I noticed a
great stir in the valley. I realized that
a new homestead was being erected in
that tiny hamlet. Many nights have I
anxiously watched some dark, stealthy
figures hovering around the little
groups of homesteads, and sometimes a
glaring blaze would dart to the heav-
ens. I have watched that hamlet grow,
and have gloried in it. Each new
colonial home was a source of joy ta
me as well as to its owner. T knew
that the town had grown rapidly. I
recollect well the erection of the
churches and the high school, of which
T could obtain a fine view from my
lofty perch. I remember the Pageant,
too. How well it was enacted! Vivid
pictures of the olden days — the danger,
the toil, and its reward, living once
again in my village. I thrilled with
pride to view the spirit of my com-
As I grew, school children gathered
for their picnics under my branches ; a
young lady came and as a momento
she carried away several creditable
daubs of my sticky pitch. And an au-
thoress often used to lift her hand to
caress me as she wrote. "Verses to
the Stately Pine" which I considered
silly rubbish. But I long to have her
Now I am left alone. Here I stand,
where God placed me, musing and
planning for that beautiful village in
the valley, which I have watched and
loved for so many generations.
Hazel E. Holden, '25.
Outlines of History
I have often tried to play baseball
but never had much luck, so when Mr.
Johnson told me that I might become a
member of the 3rd team, I followed
each game carefully. One day, Bisbee
and Kellogg having been knocked out,
I was put in.
Prom that experience came the in-
spiration for this confession :
I found myself at the homeplate,
Decidedly ill at ease.
My ball-bat wobbled perceptibly,
But did not out-do my knees.
The umpire meanwhile called "Two
strikes ' '
And then he called a "Ball!"
But the next one was so sudden
That I didn't see it at all.
But I swung in desperation,
And hit it too, by heck !
I started to run, but returned again
At my fellows' call and beck,
For 'twas a foul ball — and that is all,
Except — I saved my neck.
David Hoxie, '25.
she flew, each time circling around a
small apple tree, in which was her nest.
It was a bird that I knew well, for she
had built her nest in this same tree for
two or three years. In my spare time
I had often watched her flying about
here and there for material with which
to build her nest. Although this was
dull sport for me, it passed away the
On going to the tree I found my pet
kitten about to seize one of the baby
birds from the nest. I was very angry
at seeing this but controlled myself. I
took her to the house and fed her
enough milk to keep her from getting
hungry right away. Then I went back
to the nest where I found that one of
the birds, the one which, I thought, the
kitten had selected for her morning
breakfast, was dead. I took her care-
fully in my cap and underneath this
tree started my burial grounds for
dumb animals. Then I selected some
small boards and built a bird house
with a door not large enough to admit
Having secured peace at last I began
to think of the time I was half an hour
late on reaching my work, and so, was
discharged. This did not bother me
much, for on leaving the shop, I board-
ed a street car and soon got work at
the "Dumb Animals' Society" and am
drawing good pay.
The Robin has moved her nest and is
now living in "the house that Dick
Richard Bissell, '26.
Little John and the Tortoise
One morning as I was on my way to
work, I saw a robin flying about in
great agitation. In and out of the barn
Little John was in the big oak tree
in the woods playing the game of make-
Suddenly there was a crash in the
bushes but it was only the woodman
carrying a big turtle which hung by
its teeth to an axe handle.
Little John was afraid of the turtle,
but the woodman said he would tell
him a story. Here it is:
A long time ago there weren't any
divisions of animals but they were all
like lizards, and were midway between
them and frogs. Old Mother Nature
was sloshing around in her hip boots
one day and every time she 'd step on a
lizard down she would go "plop" into
the water. So she rushed back to her
house and tooted her horn. This horn
was a shell all twisted and turned out
of shape. When she sounded it, all
the animals rushed to her.
This time she gave them wings, arms,
claws, legs and all kinds of twisted
necks and tails. Old Mother Nature
was getting ready to lock up her store-
house when she saw a lizard leaving
on the foot-scraper.
"What's the matter with you?" she
He answered with a yawn. "I! I'm
just-ahhh-resting ! "
"Well wake up and pick out some-
"You do it for me. I'm too tired to
fly, I 'd rather rest than eat, and if you
gave me legs I couldn't rest and run
at the same time and I don't like to
" I '11 fix you. ' ' She stood and looked
at him for a while.
' ' Come along, ' ' she said and grabbed
him by the neck. She took him into
the house and placed him between two
tin pot covers and soldered them to-
gether. His neck wasn't quite long
enough so she cut off his head, attached
a piece of rubber hose and then glued
his head back on.
"There" said the woodman to little
John, "Now you know the story of
how the tortoise got his house, and
headlights ; and how he got that rubber
neck that he can pull into his house
whenever he gets to pokin' it into oth-
er people's business too much."
Edward Foster, 25.
Men may have their studies
Among old musty books,
But the place I have my study is
Made up of little brooks.
Yes ! my study is the river fair,
With flowers, trees, skies reflected
Nature real and reflected blended,
By soothing winds to Nature lended.
J. H. Breguet, '23.
Wouldn't it Seem Queer If:
1. Francis Manwell began a recita-
tion without saying ' ' Why — a. ' '
2. Gerald Rood would go to the
board without writing G. V. R.
3. Gerald Aldrieh came to school
five days in a week.
4. Donna Emrick came to school
without her comb.
5. Charles Watling didn't borrow
Catherine Burke, '23
Anita Smith, '24 Francis Manwell, '24
Edward Schuler, '24
School Notes, Margaret Trainer, '23
Athletics, Louis Black, '23
Jokes, Bartley Gordon, '23
Alumni, Helena Breguet, '23
Business Manager, John Breguet, '23
Assistant Business Managers
Eleanor Mansfield, '24 Wenonah Webb, '24
Charles Watling, '24 Eobert Smiley, '25
Victoria Stempkowski, '26
Treasurer, Chester Stempkowski, '23
Anne T. Dunphy, Principal.
With the appearance of this book (or
Year Book) the class of 1923 hopes to
bring into existence a custom at W. H.
S. which is now natiou-wide. While
we lay no claim to the innovation of a
school book at W. H. S., we hope that
we will be successful enough to arouse
among the following classes interest
enough to perpetuate the custom. In
as much as our circulation and re-
sources are limited, we have been
forced to be satisfied with a very small
beginning of what we trust will become
a very important undertaking in years
to come. How well we have succeeded
under these limitations will be for you
to decide, gentle reader, and may your
judgment be tempered with kindness.
completion of our course, the world
would lie before us. Now that we have
reached that summit we find that while
we have learned many, many things,
there is still much more to learn. Along
every rocky trail, some roses will be
found, even though at times they may
be protected by sharp thorns : so too,
along our paths of study, we have en-
joyed many pleasant times and so we
hope to do. May the pleasant memories
cling to us who are on the threshold of
life, wondering what the future holds
Catherine Burke, '23.
We, the class of '23 have reached
the heights of four years of toil. When
starting out, we imagined that with the
The Debating Society
The students of the Williamsburg
High School, having in mind, the in-
terest of their Alma Mater have united
their efforts in the progress of their
Debating Society. The members of the
Junior and Senior classes alone are
eligible for this society yearly.
The officers of the society for the
year 1923 are as follows : President,
Barthy Gordon ; Vice-President, Alice
Graves ; Secretary and Treasurer, Fran-
cis Manwell. The members of the ex-
ecutive committee are John Breguet,
Catherine Burk and Anita Smith.
The purpose of this society is to pro-
mote and practice the use of better
English, to promote clear and accurate
thinking ; ability for repartee and facil-
ity in public speaking.
On account of the recent establish-
ment of the society, there has not been
extensive activity in regard to it, al-
though we have had one good debate,
the question under consideration being,
"Resolved: That voters should be in
dependent of political parties."
In spite of the fact that a great deal
has not been accomplished thus far, we
sincerely hope that we have started a
society that will knit more closely the
attitude of the students toward, and
their interest in school affairs. It
should increase school spirit, arouse en-
thusiasm and produce the results for
which the society has been established
and for which it will endlessly strive.
Bartley Gordon, '23.
School spirit? Oh yes, of course.
And we shrug our shoulders with an
I-know-all-about-that air and pass on
to something else. But do we really
know and feel this indefinable principle
of our school life and success? Do we
have that love and devotion to our
Alma Mater which makes us give our
best efforts in her behalf? And do we
appreciate her gifts to us?
With it we are spurred on to work
for the honor of our school — to do our
share toward making it excel all others.
This is a general idea of the much-
talked of subject.
It can be shown in many particular
ways. We can "get out" for games
and encourage our teams. The right
attitude tolerates no knockers, a mod-
ern brand of destructive critics. A very
small portion of criticism is allowable
with a good share of encouragement
and effort. We want to help our teams
to win, or losing to help them stand the
Athletics however offers but one of
the many ways by which we may test
our loyalty. The main purpose of our
school life, found on the winding (and
sometimes rocky) road of knowledge
gives us an excellent opportunity to
show "of what we are." The right
attitude makes a desire for the uphold-
ing a high standard of scholarship,
urges us on to work for the honor of
The spirit of cooperation, work, and
love for our Alma Mater — this is school
Let us take counsel. Shall we shrug
our shoulders and pass on?
Francis Manwell, '24.
In the later part of September the
Girls' Athletic Association went on a
hike to Goshen, the Land of Plenty.
This term, the Land of Plenty, usually
means plenty of chicken dinners at the
Goshen Hotel, but to the Girls ' Athletic
Association it meant plenty of hot dogs
and roasted marshmallows by the road-
On Friday evening, October 20th, the
upper classes tendered the "freshies"
a reception at the school hall. The
usual stunts were performed upon the
"freshies", who took their medicine in
good spirit. They were highly repaid
for their entertainment with refresh-
ments of ice cream and cake. Dancing
finished the evening's entertainment.
Two members of our faculty were
among the missing at this reception.
One of them, we later heard, came the
nearest to matrimony that one ever can
come without really taking the oath
We wish to take this opportunity to
thank Mr. Johnson for the holiday in
"Math" which he so kindly made pos-
sible for us by failing to make liis ap-
pearance one Monday in November. An
end was put to our worries over his
welfare and whereabouts, when at three
o'clock he rushed wildly down the
street and into the building. His pres-
ence among us once more surely was a
source of pleasure to all.
During the basketball season the
boys' and girls' basketball teams and
a number of fans enjoyed a truck ride
to Ashfield. Their ardor, however,
was not the least bit dampened by two
defeats, which was so well proved by
the spirit of merriment and happiness
that prevailed in the truck on the
The custom of having Friday morn-
ing assembly exercises has been estab-
lished in the school this year. These
exercises are under the supervision of
No winter is complete without a
sleigh ride. With this in mind a num-
ber of the Juniors and Seniors, with
some of the faculty and Alumni,
planned a sleigh ride to Goshen. After
partaking of a delicious supper of hot
dogs and beans all repaired to the
dance hall where the greatest part of
the evening's entertainment was held.
The party, much to the sorrcfev of all,
had to break up and return to Burgy
all too soon. Each and every one de-
clared that he had had, this night, one
of the best times of his life.
With the arrival of spring some of
our boys began to show their skill as
chauffeurs. Ed. Schuler, Dick Breck-
inridge, and Bill Purrington, in turn,
received licenses. Since then these
boys have risen in the estimation of
some of our fair young ladies.
As a part of the Civics course, the
Sophomore and Junior classes, under
the direction of Miss Toole, prepared a
trial. This trial took place at the
school hall on Friday afternoon, April
6th. The defendant, his lawyer and
witnesses were members of the Junior
class. The district attorney and the
witnesses for the Commonwealth were
members of the Sophomore class. The
judge and jury were selected from the
Senior class. The indictment was
"Making and passing counterfeit
money." The jury was unable to
come to an agreement, so the vote stood
seven to five in favor of the Common-
wealth. The trial was such a success
that the classes were requested to re-
peat it publicly. It was repeated on
Monday evening, April 23rd, much to
the pleasure and appreciation of the
Many members of our school deemed
it wise to be on the sick list this
spring, thereby enjoying an extra va-
cation. The prevalent diseases were
scarlet fever, mumps, and typhoid
fever. The Senior class president and
Senior vice-president both had the mis-
fortune to be ill at the same time, one
with scarlet fever, the other with
The biggest event of the year, as
usual, was the Junior-Senior Prom-
enade, held on May 11th. Contrary to
other years the attendance was limited
to the members of the two classes and
one guest each. The usual amount of
dancing was indulged in. Music was
furnished by Miller's orchestra of
The Debating Society, composed of
members of the Junior and Senior
classes, had a formal debate on Friday,
June 1st. The subject of the debate
was : Resolved that voters should be
independent of political parties. The
affirmative arguments were put forth
by Charles Roberge, Alma Graves, and
Wennonah Webb. The negative was
upheld by Francis Manwell, Lyndal
Cranson, and Edward Schuler. The
judges were the remaining members of
the two classes. The decision was
made in favor of the negative.
This spring the Seniors, desirous of
adding to their class fund, held a dance
in the town hall. An unusual crowd
attended and the sum of twenty dol-
lars was realized.
Two of our most ambitious young
men, Edward Schuler and Charles Ro-
berge, have accepted positions to con-
sume some of their leisure time out-
side of school. The former has accept-
ed a position at E. V. Dunphy's store
in Haydenville ; the latter has accepted
a similar position at T. M. Carter's
store in Williamsburg. Now we un-
derstand why some of the girls have
acquired such a taste for candy and ice
Throughout the year the Seniors
have sold candy to members of the
school at recess, noon time, and after
school. The money thus earned has
been added to the class fund. This
candy selling has swelled the fund very
favorably and the Seniors intend to use
this money to good advantage for the
benefit of the school.
Gerald Aldrich attended school
This year for the first time, the
Washington Franklin medal has been
awarded for excellency in the study of
United States History. The member
of the Senior class who received the
medal this year was Lewis Black.
Another custom which has been start-
ed by the class of '23 is the presenta-
tion of a class gift to their Alma Mater.
This gift presented this year was a pic-
ture of "The Reading From Homer."
Commencement exercises take place
June 26th, 27th, and 28th. These ex-
ercises conclude a happy and success-
ful school year for the members of
Burgy High School.
Alumni reunion will be held on Fri-
day evening, June 29th. It is the most
ardent desire of the executive commit-
tee that all the alumni make a special
effort to be present at the reunion this
College Course :
Pupils belonging to the Honor
The following members have a part
in the Graduation Exercises :
Address of Welcome, John Breguet
Class History, Margaret Trainor
Class Prophecy, Minnie Stetson
Prophecy on Prophetess, Helen Tetro
Class Oration, Bartley Gordon
Class Will, Lewis Black
Farewell Address, Lyndal Cranson
After a two year period, the Athletic
interest in the high school has re-
awakened. This year may be termed
a sacrifice. The boys had not been
having teams for a year or two. Many
of them had never before taken part
in Athletics. Nevertheless, due to Mr.
Johnson's fine coaching, before the sea-
son ended, they were players of whom
we could be proud. This spirit was
exemplified by the work of some four
or five faithful ones, who entertained
no hope of making the team, loyally
turned out at every practice to help
the first team. In this connection, we
also wish to give a word of praise to
so many of the girls who regularly at-
tended the games and cheered the play-
ers on to greater effort.
Nor was this the only way in which
the girls showed their fine sporting
spirit. Their season was, to say the
least, very successful. The basketball
team whose members were, Anita
Smith, Helena Breguet, Margaret
Trainor, Marion Graham and Cather-
ine Burke, won two games from Hat-
field and one from Ashfield and lost one
The boys' team although not success-
ful in one sense of the word, were a
decided success in the truest and real
purpose of athletic competition. A
policy of clean athletics cleanly played
was strictly adhered to. Until the final
whistle blew not one would ease in the
slightest, his best endeavor to win.
The younger boys caught this spirit.
An atmosphere of "do something for
Burgy" rapidly developing, next year
a team will go onto the floor with a
confidence borne alike of greater school
spirit and the remembrance of this
year's hard fought battles.
Material prospects for next year are
bright. In basketball Schuler, captain
of this season remains to lead the team
again. With him, there are sever:
other veterans, including Foster, Rood,
Goodwin, and Purrington. With this
nucleus to build upon, Burgy can and
will turn out a winning team by hard
practice and support of the school.
The spirit of the basketball season
lasted throughout the baseball season.
Games were played with Ashfield and
Belchertown. The latter was given
stubborn opposition in the last game.
Stempkowski pitching for W. H. S.
showed fine form and held Belchertown
to p.ix runs against the five of W. H.
S. A sad accident occurred in this
game. Catcher Roberge of W. H. S.
collided with a base-runner of Belch-
ertown. Roberge was taken to the
doctor who pronounced that his nose
was not broken "but badly bent."
Next year, let us resolve to turn on
to practice, support the teams and fight
for Burgy, then we can surely sing
"Our Boys Will Shine."
Class of 1922.
Mildred Atherton, school teacher.
Mildred Ball, nurse, Dickinson Hos-
Margaret Burke, New Rochelle Col-
Alice Damon, Bay Path Institute,
Rowena Damon, Westfield Normal
Gertrude Goodwin, nurse, Dickinson
Mildred Heath, Bay Path Institute,
Helen Nash, at home.
Edith Nichols, school teacher, Mon-
Other members of the alumni who
are at present studying elsewhere :
Helen Benoit, '21, Amherst Agricul-
Robert Brown, '21, University of Illi-
Wilfred Graves, '21, Amherst Col-
Bernard Mansfield, '21, Catholic Uni-
versity, Washington, D. C.
Richard Smith, '21, Boston Univer-
Members of alumni who are being
graduated this year:
Raymond Burke, '19, Holy Cross
Elizabeth Dunphy, '20, North Adams
Clifford Loomis, '20, New England
Conservatory of Music.
Gladys Miller, '19, New England
Conservatory of Music.
Helena Breguet, '23.
Recollections now are coming
Of our classmates staunch and true,
As I think and dwell upon it,
I am taken back with you, —
Back to hours we spent together
With our teachers ever keen
To instruct us in life's lessons,
And in vain it has not been.
For since then, with paths diverging.
Thoughts of them will come anew,
Thoughts of noble aspirations,
Purpose strong and lofty, too.
For those noble aspirations
AVere to us an upward guide;
If we ever keep them foremost,
We shall safely cross the tide.
May they find, with firm endeavor,
For the right we ever stand,
Ever loyal to each other,
Till we reach the Fatherland.
Mrs. Carrie N. Graves.
One of the saddening features at the
close of each school year is the fare-
well to the graduating class. It is with
real sorrow that we say adieu to the
splendid class of 1923. They have been
an example and an inspiration to all
the younger classes and have been
very helpful in the various school ac-
tivities of their four years' stay. Three
of the boys showed marked ability on
the basketball floor and four of the
girls helped to bring the girls' team to
victory many times. We shall certainly
miss their dignified presence and cheery
faces in the halls and on the stairs. We
shall miss their voices in the music
period and in short we shall miss them
everywhere. Once more we say fare-
well and we shall watch with interest
the progress, and hope for the success
of each and every member of this class.
Why Should! It?
Mr. Johnson (addressing Buehman) :
'Are you living?"
Buckman : "It makes no difference. ' '
What Would Happen If:
Any one day, we had a perfect Latin
Charles Eoberge read without substi-
tuting for the words in the book.
No one was on afternoon session list.
Miss Merrifield to Bisbee during
English class: "What does 'collier'
Miss M.: "Man or woman?"
Did You Say History?
When Fred LaValley was asked
where he received all his knowledge of
American History, he said from "the
Heard in English Class.
Miss M. : "What does the word
Lester Damon: "Something we eat
One of our worthy Sophomores was
told that he wouldn't show his ignor-
ance so much if he kept his mouth shut.
Heard* in Room 2
Miss T. : "What does the word
Fred Field: "It is a theatre in
A Brilliant Answer
Miss Dunphy: "What is the fem-
inine of 'merchant'?"
Fred Field: "Merchandise.""
A New Kind of Mathematics.
Mr. Johnson: "How much is three
Mr. Johnson: "Yes, that's right."
We Don't Doubt It!
Miss Toole (addressing Buckman) :
'Are you present?"
Buckman: "I don't know."
Lost His Sense of Direction.
Bartley Gordon was hurrying to
catch the 2 :45 car from school. In his
excitement he took the wrong door and
found himself in the basement.
Maybe he thought he was going
home on a subway.
Question: What girl in the Sopho-
more Class reminds you of what an
Answer : Dobbs.
Question: When Lewis Black asked
Daisy if he might see her home, what
did she say?
Answer : Wait.
Question: Why can't the Class of
'25 he beaten?
Answer: Because of its fast P"'ords,
that is, its Lizzies.
Question: What girl's name in this
school reminds you of a small fish?
Answer : Minnie.
Question: Why does Theresa's name
remind you of pre-prohibition days?
Answer: Because it's ry-an'. (Ryan).
Question: Why are Wenonah's feet
like those of a duck?
Answer: Because they are Webbed.
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Ladies ' Distinctive Wearing Apparel
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